oohhh the last tym…..

October 17th, 2005 by jharzenleseth-adeva
Eric Benet - The Last Time

The first time I fell in love was long ago.
I didn't know how to give my love at all.
The next time I settled for what felt so close.
But without romance, you're never gonna fall.
After everything I've learned;
Now it's finally my turn.
This is the last time I'll fall... in love.
The first time we walked under that starry sky,
there was a moment when everything was clear.
I didn't need to ask or even wonder why, because each question is answered when your near.
and I'm wise enough to know when a miracle unfolds, this is the last time i'll fall in love.
Now don't hold back, just let me know.
Could i be moving much too fast or way too slow.
'Cause all of my life, I've waited for this day.
To find that once in a lifetime, this is it, I'll never be the same.
You'll never know what it's taken me to say these words.
And now that I've said them, they could never be enough.
As far as I can see, there's only you and only me.

This is the last time I'll fall in love.
Last time i'll fall in love.
The last time i'll fall... in love.

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my humps…..

October 17th, 2005 by jharzenleseth-adeva

Black Eyed Peas - My Humps

What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps. (Check it out)

I drive these brothers crazy,
I do it on the daily,
They treat me really nicely,
They buy me all these ice-ys.
Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and then Donna
Karan, they be sharin’
All their money got me wearin’
Fly gearrr but I ain’t askin,
They say they love my ass ‘n,
Se7en Jeans, True Religion,
I say no, but they keep givin’
So I keep on takin’
And no I ain’t taken
We can keep on datin’
I keep on demonstrating.

My love, my love, my love, my love
You love my lady lumps,
My hump, my hump, my hump,
My humps they got u,
She’s got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me

What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What u gon’ do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’m a make, make, make, make you scream
Make u scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)

I met a girl down at the disco.
She said hey, hey, hey yea let’s go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Lets spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.

They say I’m really sexy,
The boys they wanna sex me.
They always standing next to me,
Always dancing next to me,
Tryin’ a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin’ at my lump, lump.
U can look but you can’t touch it,
If u touch it I’ma start some drama,
You don’t want no drama,
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So don’t pull on my hand boy,
You ain’t my man, boy,
I’m just tryn’a dance boy,
And move my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My lovely lady lumps x3
In the back and in the front.
My lovin’ got u,
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.

What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon’ do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
What you gon do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon’ do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I’ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.
She’s got me spendin’.
Spendin all your money on me and spendin’ time on me
She’s got me spendin’.
Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.

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…..in my heart…..

September 15th, 2005 by jharzenleseth-adeva

Come stop your crying,
It’ll be all right.
Just take my hand,
Hold it tight.

I will protect you
From all around you.
I will be here,
Don’t you cry.

For one so small,
You seem so strong.
My arms will hold you,
Keep you safe and warm.
This bond between us
Can’t be broken.
I will be here,
Don’t you cry.

‘Cause you’ll be in my heart.
Yes, you’ll be in my heart.
From this day on,
Now and forever more.

You’ll be in my heart,
No matter what they say.
You’ll be here
In my heart, always.
Always.

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corpse bride….

September 14th, 2005 by jharzenleseth-adeva

ay cant wait for this movie n ipalabas d2.."corpse bride"..its a tim burton movie…tim burton was the maker of nightmare before xmas,charlie and the chocolate factory,edward scissor hands…kya cgurado ganda dn ito….hayyy…sna mapanood q…ds sept daw ang release eh sna i hav free tym pra mapanood ko xa…. =)

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—> (n_n) <—

September 13th, 2005 by jharzenleseth-adeva
It's not how long we held each other's hand
What matters is how well we loved each other
It's not how far we travelled on our way
Of what we found to say
It's not the spring you see, but all the shades of green
It's not how long I held you in my arms
What matters is how sweet the years together
It's not how many summertimes we had to give to fall
The early morning smiles we tearfully recall
What matters most is that we loved at all.
It's not how many summertimes we had to give to fall
The early morning smiles we tearfully recall
What matters most is that we loved at all.
What matters most is that we loved at all.
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September 12th, 2005 by jharzenleseth-adeva

im so stupid, i dont know why i agreed on sumthing that i know isnt right…oh how i wish i can turn back the hands of tym, i have so many regrets and i want to change some of it and fill the empty space here inside of me…im a hopeless creature….nobody can understand me coz nobody really knows how i feel, think inside…oh….how i wish this is all just a dream, a nigthmare…oh please somebody wake me up, help me from this misery….i need someone who can truly understand me, someone who can listen to me and not blame me for the things that ive done…oh my…im so confuse i dont know what to do about this mess that i made,my conscience is bothering me every night i tuck myself to bed…

why?—there are things that are not really meant for us even though how hard we try to get it,if it wasnt really for us it will never be….why?—we cant teach people who will they love and will not love, its their decision not ours….why?—there are some people that cant love u the way u love them..why?—oh i think im going crazy…why this things coming out of my head…pressure,hate,ignorance,rejected,hipocracy….why?!!!

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September 12th, 2005 by jharzenleseth-adeva

im so stupid, i dont know why i agreed on sumthing that i know isnt right…oh how i wish i can turn back the hands of tym, i have so many regrets and i want to change some of it and fill the empty space here inside of me…im a hopeless creature….nobody can understand me coz nobody really knows how i feel, think inside…oh….how i wish this is all just a dream, a nigthmare…oh please somebody wake me up, help me from this misery….i need someone who can truly understand me, someone who can listen to me and not blame me for the things that ive done…oh my…im so confuse i dont know what to do about this mess that i made,my conscience is bothering me every night i tuck myself to bed…

why?—there are things that are not really meant for us even though how hard we try to get it,if it wasnt really for us it will never be….why?—we cant teach people who will they love and will not love, its their decision not ours….why?—there are some people that cant love u the way u love them..why?—oh i think im going crazy…why this things coming out of my head…pressure,hate,ignorance,rejected,hipocracy….why?!!!

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more to life….

September 12th, 2005 by jharzenleseth-adeva

I’ve got it all, but I feel so deprived
I go up, I come down and I’m emptier inside
Tell me what is this thing that I feel like I’m missing
And why can’t I let go

* There’s gotta be more to life…
Than chasing down every temporary high to satisfy me
Cause the more that I’m…
Tripping out thinking there must be more to life
Well it’s life, but I’m sure… there’s gotta be more
Than wanting more

I’ve got the time and I’m wasting it slowly
Here in this moment I’m half way out the door
Onto the next thing, I’m searching for something that’s missing

*There’s gotta be more to life…
Than chasing down every temporary high to satisfy me
Cause the more that I’m…
Tripping out thinking there must be more to life
Well it’s life, but I’m sure… there’s gotta be more
Than wanting more

Than waiting on something other than this
Why am I feelin’ like there’s something I missed…..

*There’s gotta be more to life…
Than chasing down every temporary high to satisfy me
Cause the more that I’m…
Tripping out thinking there must be more to life
Well it’s life, but I’m sure… there’s gotta be more
Than wanting more

*There’s gotta be more to life…
Than chasing down every temporary high to satisfy me
Cause the more that I’m…
Tripping out thinking there must be more to life
Well it’s life, but I’m sure… there’s gotta be more
Than wanting more

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eighteen—-

September 9th, 2005 by jharzenleseth-adeva

Eighteen is a windswept borderline:
In a moment, gates forever closed.
Gulf of dreams behind the vanished child,
Halfway round the corner of her smile.
The change flaps in the breeze, but in a while
Each motion turns to dance, each gesture wild
Eventually is placed, positioned, posed:
No leaping for sheer joy but by design.

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beautiful…

September 9th, 2005 by jharzenleseth-adeva

As a caterpillar sheds its skin…
And changes into a butterfly,
A repentant soul sheds its sin…
And to its old tattered self doth die.
In the pupal stage it’s warmed,
According to God’s great plan;
There a new being is formed,
Created by His own hand.
Hallelujah! One glorious day
The miracle birth takes place…
In God’s own time, and in His way,
A soul is freed by grace.
Oh, what a change is wrought…
Such a wretched worm - a lowly sight,
Who would have ever thought
A Beautiful Creature would take flight?

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